Child Disappears into Snowy Wilderness—Dad Stunned by Unusual Noise Hours Later

Mathew's team redirected immediately, cutting across a steep ravine to intercept the path toward Black Slate Ridge. The wind was picking up now, turning the snow into a horizontal curtain that stung their eyes. Visibility was down to less than ten feet. They moved in a tight line, holding onto each other's belts so as not to get separated in the whiteout.